RARE GOLD

vii.

Trevor walked through his college campus parking lot over to his car, surprised and impressed with himself for passing an exam he barely studied for. His mind has been all over the place these past two weeks and he feels no one is to blame but Rare. He hasn't heard from her since he dropped her off at the airport two Tuesdays ago. He knew he would never get used to her going ghost and he honestly didn't understand why she did it. Hes tried calling and texting but after the first few days of being worried and ignored he gave up and just did him. That didn't mean he acted an ass or a complete fool, he was just cooling until Rare decided to show her face which he knew was coming some time soon.

He finally made it to his car and threw his backpack in his backseat while heading over to his condo as the events that occurred after dropping Rare off replayed in his head.

Getting back into his car Trevor thought it was best if he went and told King right away, he knew if he went on without telling him like Rare asked it'd just blow up in his face sooner than later. 17 minutes later he was pulling up to King's house and was surprised to see he was actually here and not hugged up with Tyla at her house.

Trevor blew out a breath and parked his car on the sidewalk as he got out and locked it behind him. As he was walking up to King's door, King came out with a bag in his hand they made eye contact and King tried his hardest not to say anything slick. King closed his door and locked it without speaking and walked over to his car as Trevor followed him.

"Where you headed?" Trevor asked King as he watched him put his bag in the backseat. Although he already knew he still asked, he needed a way to start this off. Trevor had thoughts of just texting King but he said to himself he wouldn't bitch out like that and just decided to come face to face, man to man.

"Tyla's." King spoke in a bored tone as he walked back to his driver side, he turned and faced Trevor as he stood there looking back at him with his hands in his pockets. King didn't want a damn thing to do with Trevor it may seem childish but he didn't, he apologized to his sister because he knew she was hurt with him for being upset with her and he didn't want her sad because of him after seeing her after all these years. Indeed Rare was spoiled by both her parents and big brother, what ever she wanted baby girl got and even after eight years of their parents death and her now 20 and basically grown shes still spoiled by King. But what King was pissed off at was what Trevor pulled and he refused to believe he did it because he actually liked Rare, he knew he did to get back at him for hiding his relationship with Tyla.

"I just came by to tell you Rare went out of town for a few days, she wanted me to tell you so thats what Im doing." And apparently soon to get spoiled by Trevor, seeing he told King even after he told Rare he wouldn't. King looked at Trevor like he had three heads upon his shoulders and was juggling bowling ball pins, his blood boiling.

"The fuck you mean? The fuck she go? How the fuck you just up and let her go?" King asked a million questions at once, Trevor blew out a breath and stepped back a bit.

"She can handle her own dawg, been doing so for sometime now, so dont sit up and bitch at me, all I'm doing is delivering a fucking message." Trevor told him tight lip really trying not to hit him, all of a sudden his anger has been through the roof. Who knew he end up falling out with his best friend over a female? He couldn't believe it and it just made him madder.

"You still could have stopped her, I'm back in her life so all this freedom shit gone get cut back I aint trying to have my sister face plastered all over the fucking news down along the line 'cause she was at the wrong place at the wrong time!" King yelled at Trevor stepping closer to his face. Trevor, not to fond of salty niggas in his face, pushed him back.